http://slow.writerscafe.org/Xuvios The original writings of author Xuvios en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016772 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 through the tunnels of my mind the memory is still there...countless times i sat in that waiting room, countless times i saw their faces.. countless times i felt their pain - and could do nothing but languish in my selfishnessi'm not sure anyone knows, at least no one i have ever come across c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Xuvios/354869/ the thin crust of the paper turns...the ink dries, yet the words remain unchangedtime suffocating the breathing...the lies rewind, but in thought they will burn downmelancholy saddled the loss..volume of revelation, and truth appears in transparencyto wake from this vaguenessto feel th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Xuvios/354863/ to be redrawn and redefinedto stick with what has becomeyet finding need for the staple of the darknessthe filament that holds sanity, in the dire secondsstretched and broken, blind and seethingforlorn and decrepit, deaf and bleedingtested and failed, dumb and leavingprostrate and smas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Xuvios/354862/ there is a world out there that so many of us turn our eyes from, we turn our backs to it and shut off our mind to what happens.. the horrors a few must face and how it destroys them and crumbles their day to day.. remember them in your littany of daily p http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Xuvios/354861/ Time Clicks through timeThe seconds razoredSlicing through minute by minuteThey tell me i am something that i am notthat i touch each life i come into contact withyet my touch is Ruin on my own headThat i put too much blame on myselfthat i shoulder more than is neccesarythat i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Xuvios/354856/